"Then, how did you get this water?" His question caught me off guard. I never expected that he'd ask. I looked away from his starry blue eyes in my direction.
"I used the leaf," I didn't know if I panicked or what, but that just came out of my mouth.
"Used the leaf?" He looked at me weirdly. It doesn't make sense.
A long silence occurred between us.
"The night's getting heavier. It's better if we head back." I said, and he didn't argue and nodded at me.
I went back to my dorm and—-
"Well, well, well, miss Rune. Where have you been?"
"Miss Maer, I was out to my favorite place," I said, and we burst a laugh.
"I heard from Jamie that you mentored again," Sarah stated in her bed while I started fixing myself. Me, mentoring is a big deal for them. Duh, they're the ones who find me amusing and suitable to be a mentor.
"And I see that you aren't asleep," I blurted out cause mostly she's asleep every time I come back at this hour. It's passed 9 in the evening.
"C'mon, tell me, is he handsome? Is he tall? Is he single?" She exclaimed and excitingly waiting for an answer.
I took my phone and showed it to her.
"I'm ready to tell Jamie everything you just said just now," I said to her.
"Hmph! Lille, are you, my friend?! Go, wash up!" She said and pushed me towards the bathroom. I laughed hard. Sarah Meur, she's my only friend in the Hoshizora house and my roommate obviously, and yeah, Jamie, our peace officer, is her boyfriend.
After I washed up, I whipped myself some instant noodles. I never really get to eat instant noodles in the castle; they never let me.
I was ready to sleep when my phone rang.
"Hello?" I said while going out of the door. I don't want to wake up Sarah; she's one light sleeper.
"Lille?" I looked at who the caller was. It's Kloiro.
"Yes?"
"How are you? Everything okay there?"
"Yes, yes. No need to worry. Anyway, what made you call?" I asked. They would call me whenever they felt anxious or problematic but mostly if something was wrong.
"Ahmm..."
"What is it? Spill."
"It's Darwen."
"Why? What about him?" I curiously asked.
"He manipulated water," my eyebrow raised.
"Can you elaborate on what you mean by 'manipulate'?"
"Darwen also has magic like you." I dropped the phone because of shock. Being magic is enough; you never knew how hard it was for me to get used to this called magic. Now my little brother will experience it too. Is this a joke?!
"Hey, m'lady Esmeray, you dropped your phone." I know that familiar voice, plus that he's the only one I know who calls me Esmeray.
I faced him. "Darwen is magic too. What will I do? Brix, tell me?!" Brix was there for me since day 1; he knows how much I suffered from the past.
"Calm down," He softly said and took my hands and tapped them slowly.
"What w-will I do?" I started panicking and taking heavy breaths.
"Shh, shh. Darwen won't experience what you went through." I felt him tap my back.
"B-Brix, all t-those p-people." I felt the hot liquid flowing out of my eyes. I heard screams and shouts, and flashbacks about that day resurfaced within my very eyes.
I woke up the next day in my bed without remembering anything that night. I remember that I cried and cried for I don't know the reason. Every time that happens to me, I can't remember anything. When I asked Brix, he would always tell me that I had a breakdown. But if it's a breakdown, I should have placed it, suitable?
I prepared myself for my classes while having deep thoughts. I finished my morning classes without actually listening; that's something.
"What are you doing, my lady?" I know who that voice belonged.
"This is the library, reading, of course." I blurted out to Sybil.
"Mmm, I don't think anyone could read it like that." I raised him a brow.
"What?!" I exclaimed as he took my book and twisted it in the correct view.
"Your books' upside down. Now, tell me. What's bothering you?"
I seriously faced him. "You know, Sybil. Even if I have something on my mind, it doesn't concern you." I frankly said.
"So you do have something in your mind," he stated. I shook my head and continued reading. I was pretty uncomfortable having Sybil look at me at the same time.
"What are you still doing here? Scram!" I shrieked.
"Shh," he shushed me since I said that out loud.
"Please, I just want my peace right now," I said, and I mean it. I want peace.
"You won't find peace if you cannot accept what was done," I looked at him when he said those words.
"No," I firmly said. How can I accept something that haunts my sleep? Whether it's a nightmare or the reality that I know.
I went to the Hanabi Building to see Brix and ask him what happened that night. I remembered that he was there, with me.
"Brix, please! Tell me?!" I keep questioning.
"Esmeray, I'm telling you. You had a breakdown, that's all!"
"Do you think I'll believe that?!" I exclaimed back.
"Okay. You were crying and running away from your dorm, then I saw you, then you became unconscious, so I carried you back." He explained.
"Don't you dare lie to me, Brix! That didn't happen!"
"But that's what happened!"
"That doesn't make sense! I know I was talking to the phone before you came into the picture!" I tried checking my call logs, but I didn't say a number that night. But I know for a fact that I'm right.
"I order you to tell me!" I exclaimed again.
"Esmeray, you may be the princess that I serve in Zion, but here at L.Q High, I'm here for you as a friend."
"Brix," I softly exclaimed his name.
"And as a friend, Esmeray. I'm only doing what I think is right for you."
"Then, what's right for me? Not knowing?" I asked. If only those events and dreams could tell me all of it. They're pretty blurry for me to understand what was happening; I find myself crying every time.
"Yes."
"How do you think I could live that something's missing in who I truly am?"
—————————MissKjj07————-12/21/21
I'm sorry if I'm such a drama queen in this chapter hahahahha. Maybe the effect of watching dramas. Anyway, enjoy!
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